The purchase ratio of V badges was 50%. Only those who didn't reach the ratio would see the anti-theft badge. A young girl wearing a modern student uniform was kneeling on the mat with her head down, thinking about something.

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"Hello, sorry to disturb you." Ataka pretended to speak casually, without a trace of a smile in his eyes.

"My name is Ataka/Bank of China. Nice to meet you." … So it's Boss Ming.

Junka was about to speak when she saw Ataka sitting beside her. He very naturally put his arm around her thin shoulders and said, "Aiya, aiya, I feel that you are very familiar. Have we met before?"

"I don't think so." Junka picked up the original body that he had casually thrown on the ground and prepared to draw her sword.

Ataka couldn't help but smile. He approached her and whispered a name in her ear. Then, before she could push him away, he took the initiative to retreat.

His yellow-green and red eyes shone brightly, and his originally lazy temperament suddenly became sharp, like an unsheathed sword.

"But I have seen you before, Master," he said.

No one knew better than Ataka/Bank of China how these damaged swords were.

"Born."

Yes, they were already damaged.

The historical revisionists suddenly launched an attack, wantonly breaking into the exhibition hall, the shrine, and other places where swords and swords slept. They took them away, broke them, and threw them in a deserted house that had long been forgotten.

"No matter how great her ability is, it can't be repaired." Ataka heard this sentence just as his consciousness was about to disperse.

… Who is she?

When he regained consciousness, he felt a strong spiritual power fully repairing his original body.

"That's enough." A dissatisfied voice sounded not far away.

"You lost so much blood and used spiritual power to repair it. Do you want to report to the underworld today?"

"It's you. Did Ye Wang ask you to come?" Although the female voice was weak, it still had a warm smile.

"Ye Wang -sama knows that you specially sent Sanchū and Fox Ball out to investigate today, and also sent Tsuru Maru to his place as a guest. He definitely wants to summon the Fu Mourning God again, so he asked me to come and take a look." The person who spoke said unhappily, "Do you dare to let them know?

Did you use blood to repair them? "The female voice replied weakly," I don't dare. "

"Hmph." Hearing this, Ataka was stunned, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

It seems like he is very hardworking again.............................. Is Firefly?...........................................................

After an unknown period of time, light seemed to appear in front of Ming Shi.

"Ataka/Bank of China."

A soft female voice called out to him, "Wake up, Aizen and Firefly have been waiting for you for a long time." Oh, Firefly and the others are here?

"Yes, both of them are very healthy.

They kept asking me how their guardian is, whether he's still lazy and unwilling to get out of bed. They also said that they want to drag you out to bask in the sun. "This was indeed their style.

"So, Ataka, Firefly has been found. Aizen is also alive and kicking, and is practicing with his companions."

He felt that there was an extra hand on his head, and the other person was using her fingers as a comb, gently combing his messy hair.

"Everything is fine, except for you." Well … Then I'll get up and take a look.

The area covered by the light was getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, the darkness around Ataka was swallowed up by the light. He followed his inexplicable intuition and walked forward. A slender girl appeared in front of him.

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, just like what he imagined.

He still looked lazy, but he stretched out his hand to the girl and said, "Hello, sorry to disturb you.

My name is Ataka/Bank of China.

Please take care of me … Well, don't be too strict with me, okay? "

The girl seemed a little surprised, but she still obediently stretched out her hand. But he pulled her, and she lost her balance and fell into the arms of the Fu Mourning God, who was known for his lack of enthusiasm.

"You've been working hard, master." Ataka/Bank of China buried his head in the girl's neck and tightened his arms.

"Now that I'm out, please have a good rest." And in the last memory, it belonged to him.

"Well, even if you've forgotten, you're still 'me'.

Remember to protect Firefly, Aizen, and her. "These were the remaining memories of Ataka/Bank of China as a split soul.

"Why did you give us to the government?"

"Why is it that I, who have these memories, am a split soul?"

"After I break the sword, where will I go?" With these questions, Ataka saw the girl again.

This time …

"Please answer me."

Ataka/Bank of China avoided Juzumaru Tsunetji's cold sword. His eyes were locked on Junka Hoshino's figure, and he said with a smile, "Please tell me, who am I?" Junka Hoshino did not expect this situation.

As a split soul, Ataka actually kept part of the memories from the main body, which made her feel surprised and helpless.

She stopped Juzumaru's attack, and then walked to Ataka who was lying on the ground like a salted fish.

"You're injured so badly, and you still want to fight with me." She grabbed the Fu Mourning God's face and said angrily.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch." Junka angrily started to put her hand in.

Because she was in a bad mood, she deliberately increased the amount of spiritual power she put in. So Juzumaru Tsunetji could only watch as Ataka/Bank of China's face gradually turned red, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but gasp for breath.

He couldn't help but cough.

Junka Hoshino paused and immediately stopped her bad behavior.

Ataka immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"I hope you can have a good talk with His Highness Ataka." Juzumaru Tsunetji said: "But please hurry, there are still many Fu Mourning God waiting outside."

"Yes!" Junka quickly answered.

"Then I'll leave first."

Juzumaru glanced at Ataka and didn't say anything. He just nodded to Junka and turned to leave.

After the door of the forging room was closed, Junka Hoshino turned her attention back to Ataka.

"How do you remember?"

She asked in confusion: "I thought, according to the Government of the Hour … and my original idea, other than remembering your original experience, your mind should only have information about 'why you were summoned' and 'how you are now'."

"So it was your idea." Ataka said meaningfully.

"Yes, it was my original idea, but now I feel that this is too unfair to you." Ataka closed his eyes and didn't say anything.

He could feel that the spiritual energy that was healing him had become much gentler. It was like a trickling stream that was gently and gently healing the countless scars on his body.

"Don't think too much, Ataka," Junka sighed and continued: "You are still 'Ataka/Bank of China', this can't be changed.

The spiritual power given by the inquisitor is the foundation of your existence in this space, and the forging knife of the knife maker is the medium that summoned you.

You are indeed the Fu Mourning God of 'Ataka/Bank of China' that I have stored in a secret place, and not a copy of Ataka/Bank of China.

Even if you break the knife, you will return to your original body and not dissipate. "Ataka/Bank of China was confused by her long string of sentences, and it took him a while to react.

"How did you come up with this idea …" He was simply speechless.

"I was afraid that you would be schemed against, so I left you a way out."

Junka Hoshino chose to tell the truth: "Although I personally trust the government's decisions in the general direction, after all, now we have common interests, and no one can turn hostile.

But … how could that be? Everything would change.

If I were alone, it wouldn't matter, but now I am the master of so many knives and swords, I have to be responsible for you. "Whatever, as long as you are happy.